The End Of Days Is Not Enough

By Genevieve "Maya" Cogman (maya@tcp.co.uk)

**Flaming
Feather**


[SCENE]

DOMINIQUE, blonde hair neatly coiffured, in a white suit, sitting behind a
desk in what is clearly an Important Person's study. Her face is harsh. She
snaps into the telephone, "I have no time for this."

[/SCENE]

VOICE : We're counting down the days . . .

[SCENE]

LILITH, gorgeous in a deep jewel-toned wrap, sits with her hair falling
loose round her shoulders on the end of a rumpled bed. Slowly, she murmurs,
"I was kidnapped. The policy was that no ransom would be paid."

[/SCENE]

[SCENE]

Tearing explosion that takes out the side of the Old Bailey in London.
Flames. Camera follows away from it, down towards an alleyway . . .

[/SCENE]

[SCENE]

LAURENCE turns, smiles thinly, and puts his sword at HAAGENTI's throat --
HAAGENTI (fat, bearded, well-dressed) is pinned against the wall. "Talk."

[/SCENE]

VOICE : . . . Till the end of the world.

[SCENE]

LILITH glances at LAURENCE over her shoulder as she makes her way down a
mountainside. "And how close to me have you been ordered to stay?"

[/SCENE]

[SCENE]

DOMINIQUE turns a photograph of ASMODEUS between her hands, and glances to
LAURENCE. "We read law at Oxford together. I owe his daughter this much."

[/SCENE]

[SCENE]

The camera continues to pan down the alleyway, showing a tall,
brutal-looking man's shadow. There's an axe and a bazooka slung across his
back.

[/SCENE]

VOICE : And it takes so little to destroy a world . . .

[SCENE]

LAURENCE and LILITH, skiing down the mountainside, avoiding Vaputech
minihelicopters strafing them. Wild stunts.

[/SCENE]

[SCENE]

DOMINIQUE running down a narrow alleyway, heels clattering, the sound of
feet fast behind her. She turns on her pursuers, thuggish types, and takes
them down with three fast kicks. There is a momentary pause, then the
building behind her goes up in a billow of fire.

[/SCENE]

[SCENE]

LAURENCE pulls LILITH into an embrace, and she bends backward at the waist,
melting into his arms. Behind them, the sound of a New Year's Eve party
hammers in the background, with much exotic music.

[/SCENE]

VOICE : All it takes . . .

[SCENE]

JEAN, to LAURENCE, in a scientific laboratory, "I am very well aware that a
virgin sacrifice is not scientific, 007. However, it appears to be
required."

[/SCENE]

[SCENE]

LILITH, into a telephone, "The world is not enough -- they wouldn't pay it
for me, and I won't accept it now."

[/SCENE]

[SCENE]

DOMINIQUE in her study, brings her revolver round to aim it at the camera
-- an unseen figure backhands her, knocking her into the wall.

[/SCENE]

[SCENE]

More flames and explosions.

[/SCENE]

VOICE : . . . is one person.

[SCENE]

A silhouette advances through the flames, buildings crumbling as he passes.
There is a rather obvious axe slung across his back.

[/SCENE]

[SCENE]

LAURENCE dashes across some catwalk, machine pistol in one hand, sword in
the other. Bullets everywhere. Several goons do swan dives and screams.

[/SCENE]

[SCENE]

LILITH, in a room with wall-screens showing maps of the world, watches as
the lights on the maps begin to go out one by one. She murmurs, "It's up to
you now, 007 . . ."

[/SCENE]

[SCENE]

Above in the sky, the moon is eclipsed. A trumpet-call echoes across the
night sky, dark angelic figures blotting out the stars as they descend.

[/SCENE]

[SCENE]

DOMINIQUE, chained to an altar-stone in the middle of a vast dark
ampitheatre, struggles.

[/SCENE]

[SCENE]

MICHAEL and LAURENCE cross blades, silhouetted dramatically against flames
and darkness, a shattered London (or Heaven?) in the background.

[/SCENE]

MICHAEL's VOICE : Time for the end of days.

**Flaming
Feather**

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